The church janitor was also the organist, so he had to watch his keys and
pews.
Don’t swear at your hairpiece or you will have the devil toupee.
I once considered becoming a monk when I was young but I was cloisterphobic.
It is probable that the hawk that landed on our church roof was a bird of
pray.
My evangelistic preaching’s effectiveness is now measured in billigrams.
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Dr Bob Griffin
[email protected] www.grif.net
“Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!”